[Fortescue reaches over and strokes her fingers through Meg's hair, once.]

That's a shame. I know something of what you mean... my magic isn't exactly wanted, back home. Taboo, if you will. The second people figure out what I am, they usually just keep a wary eye on me at all times.

[Which is ridiculous, in her mind. Though considering she was at the beck and call of an Empire two months ago, perhaps not too ridiculous.]